"Buzz off." Senna teased, smirking. She took a breath and made the executive decision that she was going to change. She ducked down into a nearby bush and giving Ace a gesture to not follow. She disappeared for a few moments. The next time she was seen, there was a dark blur as a small body smashed into the man and tackled him into the forest's edge that laid behind the beach houses. Sparrow moved without a sound. Holding her electric baton to the Man's neck, holding him down with his belly to the dirt and his arms twisted behind his back, she waited for Ace to follow.

Dick felt her fingers on his foot and he grinned, looking down. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with oxygen, and dipped down under, swimming close behind Lacy. He could hold his breath for a few minutes, but nothing longer than 12 minutes if he was swimming. The record holder could hold their breath for 22 minutes. Dick could only hold his breath for so long thanks to Bruce's training.